He Jiaming lowered his head and was thinking about how to deal with Luo Yuchen's attack when he heard a soft groan on the bed. It was He Jiahui who woke up. Before he even opened his eyes, he started to howl like a ghost, "What am I doing?"
Where...ah, it hurts so much, what's going on, ah ah!"
As soon as He Jiahui moved her body, she felt as if her bones were covered with barbs. Any movement caused excruciating pain. However, the more pain she felt, the more she moved around. Her screams and screams almost shook the sky, "It hurts so much."
It hurts me so much, that bitch Bai Zixin actually made me like this...ah, it hurts me so much!"
"Shut up!"
He Jiahui's cries of ghosts and wolf howls were really unpleasant. He Jiaming coaxed her with a good temper for a while, but finally couldn't help but burst out. She slapped the edge of the bed hard and roared, "I asked you not to act rashly first, but in the end you were lucky enough to come to the door carelessly.
You've been provocative, who is to blame for making this whole place neither a human nor a ghost!"
It's not that He Jiaming is too picky, it's actually that He Jiahui's current appearance is terrible. Not to mention his head is bruised and bleeding, his whole face is bruised and purple, the right cheek is bulging, and the left side of his face was stepped on and the skin is bleeding. Even before,
The nose that had been raised after careful plastic surgery has also had its silicone cartilage kicked away, and the entire nose is crooked to one side.
This is what the ghost looked like before the bandage was put on it. Now that it is covered by the bandage, it is not as terrible as before. It is just that the eyes are blue and purple, exposed outside the circles of white bandages, like a
Mutated panda.
That's not even the worst part. He Jiahui originally wore eye makeup, but now the liquid eyeliner has been dissolved by the potion, and the color around the eyes has become so dark that it is almost impossible to see. It is simply scarier than a ghost!
He Jiaming frowned in disgust. Seeing that his sexual release tool had become like this, he felt as unhappy as he wanted. But she was still his sister, so he couldn't say anything, so he yelled at her angrily.
He stopped talking after one sentence, and who knew that He Jiahui would become angry instead.
"Why are you yelling? I'm already wronged enough. Not only do I have to help you collect evidence against the Luo family, but I also have to endure your endless abuse every night! Brother, what do you think of me?
Is it just a tool to vent your sexual desires?!"
He Jiahui shouted regardless, with deep grievance in her charming voice, "Brother, you were the one who wanted me at the beginning, and you are the one who dislikes me now. In your heart, what position do I hold?
That’s right!”
He Jiaming was speechless.
Although He Jiahui is still as arrogant and domineering as ever, she has really helped him a lot recently, and since he got her, he has been picky about her in every possible way. He no longer loves her as deeply as before, but has a sense of waning interest.
Feel……
Could it be that his feelings for her are just an obsession. Once he gets it, he will no longer think how good she is and become trash that can be discarded at any time?
To be honest, He Jiaming himself is not sure what he is thinking, but the woman in front of him is his deformed sister who he has loved for ten years. Even if he is tired of playing with her and has no feelings for her anymore,